Seasons with the Central Bearded Dragon

I feel the weather getting colder,

I hide in my rock as stiff as a boulder.

I see animals collecting food and sticks,

I go outside to collect food, I grab food and sticks.

I go back to my rock and say Autumn is here.

I smell the dry leaves. It's time to slumber like a baby sleeping.

I taste the air getting warmer,

animals waking collecting food for their babies.

I creep outside, birds scratching, snapping.

I get a drink of water, it’s as cold as winter.

I hear the wind whisper something 

I could not quite hear, l think to myself spring is here. 

I smell the beautiful flowers growing, flowing on trees.

Children screaming at the beach,

families having picnics, animals having fun.

I’m with my owner outside in the sun, 

there’s only one explanation for this, 

It's summertime.